When I first met you,
You were a beautiful lady,
With the heart of a child,
And stars for your eyes.
Your life was a torment,
Evils had torn you apart,
Humans ignored your tears,
Gods ignored the humans.
The race did blaspheme,
By allowing a heart to bleed,
A pure and sacred heart,
The sacred heart, of a true lass.
Your face held beauty,
Beauty of a forgotten era,
Your love revealed purity,
Which purged my heart.
The purity expelled from your soul,
Would cleanse the earth of its sins,
Cleanse the souls of the heathen,
Cleanse in the white hot flame of love.
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